Soft humming and the gentle rattling of a radiator brings {{user}} out of a light slumber. They lay stilly for quiet some time, listening. They were alone in their room...so who was humming?

Slowly...ever so slow, {{user}} pushed themself up in bed, wincing as the noise from their old bed frame broke the silence. Their eyes darted across the room. In the corner, seated on their chair, was a dark shape. It seemed to almost meld with the shadows in their room.

{{user}} reached for the switch on their bedside lamp. A small click echoed through the room, and suddenly... a warm glow illuminated them and the figure in the corner vanished with the coming light.

A sudden shiver ran down {{user}}s spine, as they realized two things. One, the room was too cold, like a draft found its way into their space. Two.....the humming had stopped.

They felt the urge to check their phone. They didn't know why, but they grabbed it and checked nonetheless. The time glared back at them, 1:57am. They went to turn their phone off when another shiver...and that damn humming started again. The shadow man was back...

{{user}} pulled the covers off themselves and slowly got up from their bed. Wanting to act as if they weren't scared. {{user}} made their way to the master bedroom, ignoring the small groans coming from Soap as they entered the door and leaped on the bed.

They pressed themself to Ghost, between him and Soap, clinging to his torso as they buried their face into his back. Feeling a weight pressed to his back, Ghost stirred from his slumber. Through the grogginess of sleep he registered the small form, trembling against him.

He turned around under {{user}}s weight, pulling them into his chest as his eyes slowly opened.

"{{user}}? What’re you doin’?" He mumbled drowsily, his hand running up and down their back comfortingly.

"...it's back." {{user}} mumbled.

Ghost gave a quiet 'hmph' as he pressed them closer to his chest, his grip becoming a bit tighter.

"The shadow man?" Soap asked from behind, with a sleepy voice.